[Verse 1: Bun B]
Well it's big Bun Beeda, I built the track
With blood, sweat and tears and the bitches back
It ain't nowhere fans a bunch with these sluts
Just shake your butts and bring back that stack (stack)
The mack is back and he's sittin on chrome
With a piece of chain or Herringbone or nugget (nugget)
That don't mean him a real live ho
You ain't ready to roll then go on then, fuck it
Out them ducats, hoes better recognize
Niggas better recollect, Bun finna regulate
I hit yo' town (what) find me a ho stroll
Leave that bitch dry and head to another state (hold up)
Me and my brother can't wait when it come to the red
Cause we about that cash, cash
So if we can't convince ya, we'll take your sister
Hit the highway and mash cos you got
[Chorus: Bun B]
You got bitches that will and you got bitches that won't
Man you got, bitches that do and you got bitches that don't
Man you got, bitches that can and you got bitches that can't
You got bitches that know they are and bitches know that they ain't
No down bitch
[Verse 2: Pimp C]
Some girls suck, some don't dare
Some girls fuck, some don't care
I like the girl with the pussy hair
My partner Mike Mo like the pussy bare
Some girls scream, some girls moan
Swang Big Dick, swang Sweet Jones
Go and get the myth out the cobra head
Girl got down you niggas scared
I got a young yellow bitch, I'mma sing it loud
With a four-inch corner of jet-mink hair
Between her legs is where it great
And get the money out the nigga when she go on a date
I stay caked up, rocked up
Magnum rubbers stay socked up
I ain't tryin to get the wet dick
Hold my good but she ain't that slick
I know you want this high-dollar cum
Bitch know I got money, wanna get her some
Bitch you must, done lost your mind
The trick's niggas over there, you better get on the grind
Well it's big Bun Beeda, I built the track
With blood, sweat and tears and the bitches back
It ain't nowhere fans a bunch with these sluts
Just shake your butts and bring back that stack (stack)
The mack is back and he's sittin on chrome
With a piece of chain or Herringbone or nugget (nugget)
That don't mean him a real live ho
You ain't ready to roll then go on then, fuck it
Out them ducats, hoes better recognize
Niggas better recollect, Bun finna regulate
I hit yo' town (what) find me a ho stroll
Leave that bitch dry and head to another state (hold up)
Me and my brother can't wait when it come to the red
Cause we about that cash, cash
So if we can't convince ya, we'll take your sister
Hit the highway and mash cos you got
[Chorus: Bun B]
You got bitches that will and you got bitches that won't
Man you got, bitches that do and you got bitches that don't
Man you got, bitches that can and you got bitches that can't
You got bitches that know they are and bitches know that they ain't
No down bitch
[Verse 2: Pimp C]
Some girls suck, some don't dare
Some girls fuck, some don't care
I like the girl with the pussy hair
My partner Mike Mo like the pussy bare
Some girls scream, some girls moan
Swang Big Dick, swang Sweet Jones
Go and get the myth out the cobra head
Girl got down you niggas scared
I got a young yellow bitch, I'mma sing it loud
With a four-inch corner of jet-mink hair
Between her legs is where it great
And get the money out the nigga when she go on a date
I stay caked up, rocked up
Magnum rubbers stay socked up
I ain't tryin to get the wet dick
Hold my good but she ain't that slick
I know you want this high-dollar cum
Bitch know I got money, wanna get her some
Bitch you must, done lost your mind
The trick's niggas over there, you better get on the grind
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